Saudade

Saudade

Longing for

Thoughts passing through my mind

Maybe it’s through my brain or perhaps my heart

Daring me, taunting mockingly

Capture me if you can

Do you have the courage?

To trap and see through to the end?

Long before I can put together my wits

They are gone and others come along

But I am a hunter

Always searching for viable ideas

And thoughts are the seeds

To great works and inventions

There is a thing experience taught me

My thoughts knows very well

I always have on hand

My note book and my trusty pen

I record my thoughts

 Instead of relying on my memory

For constantly I battle thoughts and ideas

They are so much like the legendary Hydra

Each one that is successfully implemented

Gives birth to many others

Of course now I have too many

Thoughts and ideas to pursue

But that does not stop my trusty instincts

From being faithful and true

Always ready to capture and trap

That seed of thought for an idea

Especially the one that issues a dare

To be captured and pursued to the end

Oh, that they might return

© Prince W Bradford 2015